All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 262 The surnamed Song of Qingyunmen, get out of here for the ancestor!

On this day, Song Xuan, Lu Xueqi, and Liu Qinglian sat on a mountain to practice.

Suddenly, above the vast mountain peak, a sharp roar resounded through the sky and the earth.

"The surname Song of Qingyunmen, let me get out of here!"

Song Xuan, who was cultivating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and came to the sky.

But not far away, a skull shining with dark red light was spinning around, and beside the skull, stood a tall and thin old man.

The old man had a ferocious face, withered and almost skinny, but he seemed to be not far from the red skull, and his eyes were staring at Song Xuan fiercely, with a look of resentment.

After Song Xuan appeared, the old man raised his hand and pulled a tall Taoist from the side of the Devil's Cult to him. It was the wild dog Taoist.

"Wild dog, the one who killed my apprentice, but this person?"

The wild dog Taoist with an excessively long tongue shrank his body, a little afraid to look at Song Xuan, but unable to withstand the pressure from the old man, he nodded in fear.

"Old Ancestor, it is this person!"

The old man flicked his hand, threw the wild dog Taoist aside, and looked at Song Xuan coldly.

"You killed my only disciple, Jiang Laosan?"

"Who are you talking about?" Song Xuan frowned and thought for a while, how could he know who it was with such a tricky name?
The old man snorted and pointed at Taoist Wild Dog, "Come here and tell me about the specific situation that day!"

The strength is not as good as human beings, how dare Taoist Wild Dog refuse, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, and said in awe: "Senior, in the Ten Thousand Bat Cave that day, punched many masters of my Holy Cult, one of them , is the disciple of the blood-sucking ancestor, Jiang Laosan!"

"That's it"

Song Xuan nodded, he just killed a few minions that day, how could he remember who they were all.

"Vampire old demon, I seem to have heard of your name!"

Among the demon sects, there are quite a few masters of casual cultivators who do not join the four sects of the demon sect, but like to go alone and do not want to be restrained.

This blood-sucking old demon is one of them. Everyone in the Devil's Cult respects him as a senior and calls him "Old Ancestor", while righteous monks all call him a blood-sucking old demon.

There is a reason why this person can be called the old demon.

This guy is not so much a demon cultivator as an evil cultivator.

In this world, generally speaking, whether it is a righteous monk or a demon cultivator, it is actually a struggle between factions, which is essentially a struggle for power and a struggle for cultivation resources.

It's not going to specifically harm ordinary people.

But this blood-sucking old demon is different. This person kills living beings and sucks the essence of human blood energy to cultivate, and he often slaughters the people of a whole village for blood food.

With such means, let alone a righteous person, even a monk from the Demon Cult would not want to deal with him more.

After all, no one can be sure whether this old guy will suddenly have a whim and use you as a blood meal!
This time, the Devil's Cult was operating within the Liubo Mountain area, with the purpose of capturing the ancient beast Kui Niu, but the movement became a bit loud, attracting righteous monks to surround it.

The vampire old demon, on the other hand, heard the movement, went out to check the situation, and then got the news that the only disciple in his family had died.

Then, there was this vampire old demon who came to trouble Song Xuan today.

"Bold evildoer, dare to come to my Qingyunmen territory to act wildly, and die quickly!"

But seeing in the distance, Qi Hao, who has recovered from his injuries, also followed Master Cangsong to this Liubo mountain. After seeing the vampire old demon provoking him, he held a cold ice sword in his hand and slashed out a series of sword lights, towards the The blood-sucking old demon rushed forward.

In the Qimai Martial Arts Competition before, Qi Hao was completely humiliated, now he had a rare opportunity, he was eager to show off, and he desperately wanted to cut this Demon Cult monster under the sword.

If he can kill this old demon, then he will completely regain the face of Qi Hao, the chief disciple of Longshou Peak.

It's just that this hard-working baby is destined to be slapped in the face.

I saw that old blood-sucking demon raised his hand and squeezed Yin Jue, and saw that the skull behind him suddenly opened its eerie mouth, and in an instant, five black lights flashed out from that mouth, which actually cut Qi Hao out. The sword energy was completely submerged.

The next moment, these five black lights gradually grew up, and turned into five hideous ghosts with different descriptions, or with bloody mouths, or fangs and sharp teeth, and a stench of filth came out of their nostrils.

Qi Hao swung the Frost Sword to slash out sword energy one after another, but he couldn't stop the five ghosts' attack at all.

But seeing the five ghosts laughing strangely, they appeared behind Qi Hao out of nowhere, and then the sharp ghost claws suddenly came out, and stabbed fiercely towards his head!
This intrusive attack made Qi Hao completely unable to react, just when he was terrified and uneasy, he suddenly felt his body being pulled by someone, and he moved sideways, abruptly dodging the attack of the ghost claw.

Qi Hao quickly turned his head to look, but saw Song Xuan came to him at some point, and was looking at him with dissatisfaction.

"This level of fighting is not something you should participate in. If you want to fight, go find someone with the strength of Taoist Wild Dog!"

With a look of shame on Qi Hao's face, he clasped his fists and said thank you, then flew towards the location where the Qing Yunmen were in with a disheveled face.

His face was not recovered, and he was slapped in the face again. His reputation as a senior brother of Longshoufeng was completely lost.

However, the five ghosts missed the attack and did not stop attacking. The five ghost claws suddenly plunged into the ground, pulling the entire land up.

The next moment, the wind picked up suddenly, and the moment the whole ground was pulled up, countless ghosts of different sizes flew out of the ground "instigating" them, flying towards Song Xuanfei, and surrounded him in the blink of an eye.

"interesting!"

Song Xuan looked as usual, chuckled, raised his hand, and the natal sword appeared in his hand.

"cut!"

When the sword was slashed, the wind and thunder shook, the sword energy was startled, and the sharp and sharp sword aura shot up into the sky, which made many demon cult members watching the theater suddenly change their colors.

chi chi~~chi chi~~
Countless tearing and cutting sounds sounded, and the five giant evil spirits and countless large and small ghosts collapsed at the same time in an instant, turning into clouds of smoke and dissipating in the void.

The old blood-sucking demon looked at this scene in astonishment, but at the next moment, he didn't hesitate at all. There was a gloomy mist all over his body, and then he stepped on the red skull, and he was about to escape from the sky.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

With Song Xuan's sword attack just now, the blood-sucking old demon knew very well that he was definitely not an opponent. If he was hit head-on with the sword, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Instead of continuing to fight and humiliating yourself, it is better to make a quick decision and run away.

As a casual cultivator, he believes in the truth that if he can't beat him, he will run away. Anyway, he has no career, no sect, no worries, nothing more than losing face.

But face, is life important?

(End of this chapter)